Far end of summer and evening comes
with stars as soft as swans
medieval gold floods across the lawn,
a distant thunder drums
from somewhere moon-distant, beyond
the tree-line, and a lithesome
wind brushes across the open mouths
of blossoms in a paddle-hushed sound.
Dew dripping grass and a horizon of plum,
near-glimmering, appear years from dawn
or winter’s blue, enfeebled tongue’s
monastic requiem.
Gardens of snowdrift and pearled abalone
rise, flowers flourish in sponge-soft stone.
John Muro
A life-long resident of Connecticut and a lover of all things chocolate, John Muro is a graduate of Trinity College, Wesleyan University and the University of Connecticut. He has authored three volumes of poems -- In the Lilac Hour, Pastoral Suite and, most recently, A Bountiful Silence. John is a four-time Pushcart nominee, a two-time Best of the Net nominee and a Grantchester Award recipient. His work has appeared in numerous literary journals and anthologies, including Acumen, the Belfast Review, Connecticut River, Cool Beans Lit, Hyacinth Review, Sky Island, the Valparaiso Review and elsewhere.
